Beginning of the End
"And we're out here why?" Sabah questioned, soaring in the skies alongside Marcos, Soren and Rayla. Ahead of them, soared Callum.
The Prime turned suddenly. "To secure the Primal Orb." He answered, soaring straight towards a collection of dark clouds.
"And the Primal Orb is important why?" Soren wondered aloud.
"The Orb is not only my artefact, but also my connection to Primus and the collective wisdom of Primes, something I suspect has grown in my absence." Callum explained. "It allows me to command the skies, allowing me to summon storms of great ferocity with a single thought."
Claudia frowned as she entered the ruins, the natural wildlife had grown over the place. She felt somewhat disgusted by the fact that this organic matter had been allowed to overcome the pure metal of their race.
Her optics fell upon the Primal Orb, resting upon an altar. A storm housed within a crystal of unknown origin. Whatever it was capable of powering, or even doing, remained a mystery to her. But it would serve the Decepticon cause well.
Inching closer, she reached out towards it, only for a voice to speak. A female voice.
"The Orb is at risk. Protect the Orb to death."
The statues moved, shrugging off the overgrowth and rust to reveal warriors. Swords and shields formed from their arms. They stepped forward, a few dropping down from the ceiling. "Protect the Orb." They said collectively.
Claudia stepped back, optics moving to see the owner of the female voice. The owner was taller than her, covered in heavy armour plating. Shades of blue and silver spread over her while green optics glowed brightly. "You shall not touch that which belongs to our liege." She growled, a large battle axe forming as she stepped forward.
Claudia readied her weapons, her troops following suit. "Who are you?"
The female warrior stepped forward, optics narrowed dangerously. "I am Ashrunetha of the Elven Region, Knight of Cybertron." She answered. "And you tread upon sacred ground. Leave now or know our brutal might."
Claudia smirked, raising her weapons before firing. Everything descended into chaos quickly. The knights charged, cutting down Claudia's forces, some of them collapsing before the Decepticon forces. Claudia leapt back, firing at Ashrunetha.
Ashrunetha shrugged Claudia's attacks off, her thick armour taking many of the shots. She leapt forward, swinging her great axe towards the daughter of Viren. Claudia dived backwards, releasing another wave of plasma.
Ashrunetha stumbled back from the sudden intensity of the attack. Her lips twisted into a smirk, she held her axe tightly, reading herself to charge.
What happened next had everyone in shock. Callum slammed into the ground before Claudia. "I will only ask you once, Claudia, leave."
Claudia blinked, optics going wide as the others landed. She returned her focus upon Callum, he looked different and quite angry as well. "Callum." She growled.
Callum stood tall. "Only my friends are allowed to call me Callum." He warned, rising to his full height, turning to grasp the Primal Orb. "But all others will call me by my true name." He continued, grasping the Primal Orb within his hands.
The Orb glowed brightly, reacting to his presence. Callum's chest panels opened, allowing him to slot the orb within him. Once they sealed shut. He turned, lightning flowed all over his frame, crackling with energy. "Warn Viren, Azymondias Prime has come for his spark."
Claudia turned, fleeing into the sky. Callum smirked, turning around to face Ashrunetha. "My liege, it is good to see you active once more." The Knight said, bowing before the Prime.
Callum smirked. "There is no need to bow, but time is off the essence, Viren will no doubt be easy prey to the words of The Midnight Star. We must find him before he unleashed the one who brought an end to my siblings."
Ashrunetha nodded, standing tall. "As you command, my liege."
Viren stepped over the remains of several Triple Changers, red optics burning bright as he continued down the hallways. His goal was not far now. Aaravos sat away behind several bars, his frame was spiked, a near identical copy of the Chaos Bringer himself, save for the fact that he held aspects of a jet alien to Cybertronians.
"I am pleased to see that you made it." The Midnight star greeted, standing from his seat.
Viren narrowed his optics as he disabled the security. "Now that you're free, help us end the Autobots."
Aaravos nodded, but his optics moved, shifting upon the hallways. "My ancient foe has returned, the one you called Callum was not who he seemed." He began, stepping forward, a purple energy flowing throughout his frame. "The one who had me locked here for so long, my political rival, Azymondias Prime is here, no doubt ready to lock me away again."
Viren frowned. "You say that Callum is a Prime. That is impossible."
Aaravos was not amused. "He has no doubt deceived you as he did many others. He no doubt planned everything so that he could keep power over all Cybertronians. Going as far as to manipulate the war to his favour."
The Midnight Star moved, optics falling upon the remains of the Triple Changers. "Though it would seem time has not treated his elite well, if they could fall to one such as yourself." He noted, stepping over them. "But I have just the plan to bring about the downfall of the Prime and his manipulative ploys."
Viren nodded in understanding, but remained wary of the ancient Cybertronian. There was something about Aaravos that didn't seem right. Though he guessed it had to do with his appearance.
"We had best leave, I can sense my rival heading this way." With the flick of his hand, Aaravos opened a portal, allowing them to vanish.
Callum stood, optics observing the remains closely. "Viren has now ide what he has just released upon the universe." He muttered, turning around. "Khessa, the situation has grown worse…" He paused, hearing static upon the other side of the comm, the brief sound of battle reaching through.
He clenched a fist. "What has she gotten herself into." He growled, a voice soon echoed through the comm.
"You are brave to challenge me, Cybertronian. But I am beyond even your own comprehension."
Callum's optics widened. "Oh no." He turned fast. "Ashrunetha, I want all warriors to converge on these coordinates right away. He has already engaged our friends.
Viren was shocked to see the Autobots assaulting his forces, he noted Khessa leading the charge. No doubt they wanted to take the chance to wipe them out completely while they were weakened. "Decepticons, regroup and force them back." He growled, charging his weapon systems.
Aaravos observed silently, they fought as if life meant nothing to them. A pity that every time one fell, it was another he would gain to his ranks. He watched Khessa, noting her leadership. He smirked, stepping forward, he raced forward, kicking off the ground.
His clawed hands opened, purple energy forming within them. He slammed into he ground, unleashing a small shockwave. He cracked a dark laughter as he stood tall, purple energy surrounding his body.
Khessa charged forward, leaping towards Aaravos. The ancient swiped his arm, unleashing a wave of purple energy towards her. Khessa grunted as she hit the ground, glancing up she saw Aaravos advance towards her slowly.
"You are brave to challenge me, Cybertronian. But I am beyond even your own comprehension."
Khessa narrowed her optics. "Any who work with the Decepticons are vile and tainted." She spat, getting back to her feet.
Aaravos chuckled as Viren came to his side. "And what makes you assume I work with them when they were simply a means to an end." He turned fast, hand imbedding itself within Viren's chest, he chuckled darkly. "You are so easily manipulated, I never intend to see Cybertron reach the end of the your pitiful war. For my master shall consume it and end his twin." He snarled.
Viren stumbled back, falling to the ground. Claudia soared down, landing by her father's side. Aaravos payed no heed to her, turning his attention back to Khessa. "I must thank you for ending the lives of so many this day, it gives me the troops needed to bring an end to this world and ensure that Azymondias Prime dies for good."
Khessa charged forward. Aaravos moved to the side, purple energy forming a blade within his hands. With a single move, he stabbed Khessa within the spark, chuckling darkly as Janai's cries echoed in the distance. He turned, optics narrowing as he saw Callum and his tribe headed his direction.
He let the blade vanish, allowing Khessa's lifeless frame fall to the ground. Glancing over the field, he let the energy of his master flow within him, purple lightning crackled at the tips of his fingers. With a single motion, he slammed his hands into the ground.
Purple cracks shot out, each headed towards the dead remains. Groans and moans echoed across the field as the lifeless husks of both Autobots and Decepticons rose from the dead, purple energy glowing within them, they optics glowed a deathly purple.
Janai widened her optics, the Autobots backing away, the few Decepticons that survived moving with them. The hordes of the dead stumbled forward, moving in behind Aaravos. She saw Khessa, stumbling forward in a death like state. "Khessa." She muttered.
"That is no longer your sister." Callum said, stepping ahead of her. "That is only a mindless beast with a single goal. Complete destruction of any it's master deems foe." A battle mask slid into place, Energon blade formed. "Cybertronians. Before you is an army of the dead, reanimated by Dark Energon, the lifeblood of Unicron."
He glanced to his left and right, his tribe standing by his side as did the Autobots and Decepticons troops. "On this day, there is no Autobot or Decepticon, there is only the defenders of life, and the servants of chaos."
"One shall stand."
"And one shall fall."
Next chapter. Callum and Aaravos fight as the fate of the Primes hang in the air. A Titan awakens from her slumber and bonds are formed as secrets awaken within.
Note: Viren is not dead, no, he will meet his end in the sequel